Alone

Quinn Marshall

Do you ever feel like no one cares about you, like your constantly being ignored and shut out? Well, that's been my life for the past two years.

When I was fifteen, my mom left. We were the perfect family. We all loved each other, we were all happy, we were all cared about. When she left, it hit me hard, but not as bad as it hit my dad. He would constantly cry, and sleep all day long, he even stopped going to work. It all escalated from there. He started to go out every night and leave me home. He would come home drunk and smelling like smoke. He would slap me and call me horrible name a girl should NEVER be called. Basically, I was being abused by my own father. He basically stopped acknowledging my presence, and made me raise myself. I eventually got sick and absolutely tired of it, so I ran away. I didn't go that far just down the road near the local park. Running away wasn't the best decision I could have made, but I will never go back home. I've been homeless for about 2 weeks now, no one has even looked for me...not even my "dad".

So I now sit against a tree with my legs pulled up to my chest and my head in my knees. I sob quietly, but I keep thinking about what had happened with my dad over the past 2 years, my sobs get louder.

It's been hard, trying to live out here, I am absolutely disgusting, I'm filthy, smelly, and soaked. All I'm wearing is sweatpants and a hoodie, and some converse. It gets colder every day and I'm shaking because I'm so cold.

I let out another loud sob, thinking that maybe one day, someone will actually care about me.

Zayn Malik

I shove my hands in my pockets feeling the sharp, freezing air whip in my face. I needed a walk, even though it's absolutely freezing out. I needed time to think.

As I keep on walking, I start to hear a faint cry. I decided to ignore it, thinking it was just the wind. I keep on walking towards the park, I go there to think sometimes. I usually sit on the swing and just sway back and forth a little and it usually clears my head.

As I get closer the sounds get louder. I get to the park and sit down on the swing. The sounds sound like there right in my ear.

"What the hell is that?" I ask out-loud looking around

I hear a shriek and I spring up to my feet. The shriek sounded like it came from my right so I walked slowly over there to see a girl sitting against a tree staring at me, crying.

I approach her slowly, but as I get closer she starts saying "don't hurt me please, please, don't hurt me"and hiding in her knees.

"Hey, I'm not going to hurt you" I say standing in front of her

"Please" she whispers "don't hurt me, that's all I ask, I've had enough, please"

"I promise I'm not going to hurt you love," I say approaching a tiny bit closer

She squeaks and try's to stand up but falls down.

She screams, but not that loud and grips her ankle.

I rush next to her. "Please" she whispers "Help me..."

"Why are you out here love?" I ask

She starts to cry a little again and grips her ankle right.

"It's ok, you'll be fine, just answer me ok love?" I ask her. She nods her head and looks at me.

"So why are you out here?" I ask her

"Ran away" she whispers

"Are you alone?"

"Yes"